Welcome back to the second part of the Days of Future Past. I must say this is mostly (the entire time) during Future Tense. I don't own the dialogue: those were taken directly from the episode. I still hope you'll enjoy nonetheless, because of the thoughts I added. We will go back to the future in the end, don't worry. I also decided this is going to be a four-shot, since this part turned out a little too long as I expected. And now, the reviews:
TKDP: Thanks for reviewing! Yeah, I just thought she'd get her powers back eventually. I'm planning to develop Darkheart a bit more.
PurpleNicole531: Yes, it is, but I like to call it: Future Tense through Future Kaz' eyes. If you watched the episode, you know what's going to happen. Thanks for reviewing!
daphrose: Thanks for reviewing! Yeah, Kaz really wants to destroy the Destroyer before Oliver becomes evil and he indeed has gone through a lot. Besides, without the Destroyer, their future won't be as terrible.
LabRatsWhore: I heard Future Kaz say it's run by giant insects. I just changed that a little (you'll read how), but I can say that no nuclear bombs were dropped in that future. Thanks for reviewing!
skoliver88: Thanks for reviewing! Skoliver could be mentioned in the last part, but I'm not going to go into details.
Enjoy!
-Writer207
January 12, 2015
Some of you might think I really hate the Destroyer, which I'll call Oliver until he becomes a villain. Well, you're right. I do hate him. Yes, I hate him enough to be able to kill him by sending him into a black hole. That's justice. Yes, it is. He's tried to kill me a lot more and he has had more chances of destroying me than I had to destroy him. That truly is justice.
Heh, to destroy the Destroyer. Funny.
"What the heck?" If I hadn't been through a lot, I would've jumped up. Did I really sound like that in the past? "Who are you?" Younger me said while he and his best friend – for now – approached me. I simply shrugged. Titanio didn't say anything about revealing myself to others. besides, I'm not that irresponsible anymore. Well, I still am, but I do know when I have to stop. Nobody outside the Mighty Med will hear me say that I'm from the future.
"I'm you, Kaz! From the future." Then I turned to Oliver. "'Sup!" I really enjoyed that startled look on his face. And also looking at his face. The Destroyer wears a mask, so it's been a while since I've seen his face. I turned back to younger me, the only person I dared to trust right now. "I'm here on an important mission."
Oliver came closer. I didn't like him coming closer. It took a lot of self-control not to run away or grab the gun. I convinced myself he was not evil yet, so I couldn't have to hurt him yet.
"Who are you really? Sure, you kinda look like Kaz and you do look like you're from the future and you did appear out of nowhere – okay, I buy it." Man, Oliver's gullible. I never thought I'd say that. The Destroyer I know isn't exactly gullible and rather acts before he thinks. Oliver and the Destroyer didn't have many common traits, except that they both like to keep things neat.
"No, no, I don't! how do I know you're really me?" I knew that question was coming! Knowing me, I would expect the other version of me to do a terrible impression of a robot because we cannot do that. So, if younger me – I'll just say Kaz, that's shorter – wants a robot, he'll get a robot.
"I can do a terrible impression of a robot." Yeah, I'm not gonna go into detail about it because it truly is horrible. I don't like not being able to do that, mostly because it's so easy according to others.
"You are me! This is so cool! And I'm so glad I'm not bald, that was a real concern." I nodded. Yeah, that's so something I would say. I'm also glad I'm not bald yet – for now, I'm trying to avoid getting gray hair. I know Titanio shouldn't be as old as he looked, but that's what stress did to you… I think. And we do live in a stressful environment.
"This is so weird!" Oliver then said, "I've so many questions. What's the future like?" I was quickly thinking about the guidelines. I'm supposed to show Oliver all the bad things he's gonna do. Again, nobody said anything about telling them about the Government and the Darkheart virus. Also, nobody said anything about pranking them. and a good prank starts with a good basic information. If I tell them, for instance, that the world is ruled by giant insects, I'd have to protect all insects from being trampled or something like that. and if I don't tell them when I'm leaving, they will only find out so many years later and they'll know it as just a joke. It was the joke of a lifetime!
"Pretty much exactly the same as now. Except we're ruled by giant insects." I was lucky in the base that it's not forbidden to call the Government giant insects. Those people were acting like bugs, really, trying to do everything to eliminate us and everything we stand for. Everything they once stood for. Curse you, Darkheart, for coming into our lives! "You know what, though? They're actually doing a pretty good job!" That's true. Philadelphia may be in ruins, but the other parts of America were having a heavily stimulated economy and great educational records. There they are doing a good job, but they still rule as dictators. Most of the time. No, not 'most of' – all the time. They rule as dictators all the time.
I saw the looks on their face and I knew they bought my little white lie. Perfect! Man this was awesome!
Oh, yeah, mission. Almost forgot the real reason of me being here until I saw Oliver's face again.
"Anyway, I was sent here to stop someone from turning into a villain in the future and destroying the world." 'The world' might be too much, but the Destroyer killed thousands of people all over the world. In every country existing, there's at least one family who lost a relative thanks to the Destroyer traveling around to stay away from us.
I saw their smiles. They underestimated the danger which was lurking right under their noses. I have to admit, I almost ran away when I saw Oliver smile the brightest. Luckily, there was another way I could hide my fear other than running: just being casual. Yeah, that should work. Totally.
"Cool! So who's the villain?" I almost laughed. Seriously, how dumb could he be? He was talking about himself! That's funny, right? Right?
"You are." I said casually. I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying, but I did say something at the same time as Kaz for some reason. Maybe my subconscious still was on the same wavelength as Kaz, because I'd doubt Kaz as thinking the same way about Oliver as me. For now, he might say we're the same, but I would never say we were alike. Being the same person isn't the same as thinking the same way. I think. I've never really been good at this… stuff, whatever you call it.
My hands lifted the computer disk Titanio had given me.
"What are you doing?" Kaz asked me. I looked up.
"Oh, I'm looking for news reports about Oliver being a villain." They looked at me. "What? I'm from the future, I can randomly say 'you become a villain'. But I'm not doing that, so I'm gonna proof Oliver is going to be a villain." It wasn't hard to find those old (new?) reports about Oliver. I was looking for a picture in particular, matching the news report I was looking for as well. it didn't take long before I found the picture of the Destroyer using his latest victim as a canoe. If that wasn't going to convince him not to become evil, I just have to blast him into a black hole.
Right, right, only when he does the one thing that triggers the events of him being evil. I know you like Oliver bein' alive, but technically I'll be shooting at the Destroyer. I won't have shot 'Oliver'. It's a win-win.
"See these news reports?" I eventually said, showing the two teenagers what the Destroyer had done. "This is Oliver 25 years from now, using a human body as a canoe." I looked at Oliver accusingly. If hadn't caught the hint of me not liking him, he now sure should know. I mean, why else would I look at him like that.
"Check out this headline!" Kaz shouted. He saw some silly headline which had nothing to do with Oliver becoming evil, so I paid no attention to what was going to happen. Instead, I kept looking at Oliver, and I noticed he was desperate. He definitely didn't want to become a villain… at least, not today.
"So I really do become a villain." I gotta admit that moved something in me. It proved that Oliver hadn't always been heartless. Besides, I still have to help him. and helping him mostly meant making sure he would not become a villain. I would still like to throw him into a black hole, but I have orders and I must obey those orders.
"Don't worry, Oliver. I work for the League of Heroes." At least, what's left of it, I thought, "And they sent me here to stop you from doing the one thing that triggers the events that turn you evil." And, if you do happen to do the one thing, I must eliminate you. They didn't need to hear those words yet. Again, nobody said anything about keeping things secret. If I'd see Horace, I'd probably tell him not to refuse any help. I really miss him and if I hadn't had my mission, I'd go looking for him.
"Good!" Oliver said in the meantime, "So what's the one thing?" That's a good question. I have no idea what the answer is.
"I probably should've asked that before I left." I guess I was too happy with being able to feel my arm and run to ask. Also, Titanio's not only getting old, he's starting to forget stuff. I'm pretty sure he didn't mention what the one thing is.
"He is me, I so would've done that!" Kaz said, but I didn't really listen.
"Doesn't your computer have the information?" Oliver said. Oh, that's a great idea. I was about to look it up, but then I remembered what Titanio had said. So I did pay attention to what he was saying. Well, it's never too late to change. Unless you're a villain, then you'll never change.
"It doesn't give all the details, it only confirms if I changed the future. Oh, and it also levitates! Watch!" I said, and then I dropped the computer. As soon as it hit the ground, I remember asking Titanio if it levitated. I just may have wrecked my only connection with the future. Wait! They didn't know how that thing worked. I could just blame the slow technology or something like that. "It doesn't always work." I then said and picked up my computer. Luckily, this fellow can take a lot. But not if a bomb is dropped on it; I'm sure it won't survive that.
"So how will you know what to stop me from doing?" Oliver asked. I shrugged.
"I just use my common sense!"
"Oh, we're doomed." I am insulted. No, really, what's the point if younger me doesn't believe in me? Plus, he probably didn't know my common sense had grown. Okay, I might still be Kaz and I might get into trouble a lot as well, but I have better common sense now. It's like my duties make sure my common sense had gotten better. I don't know if that's a good theory and I don't care, I just have a better common sense.
"Wait," Oliver said, "since the thing I do that's supposed to turn me evil happens today, I can just sit here and do nothing and it'll never happen." He backed away from us and then jumped up, landing with his butt on the gurney. a noise came from the computer, which was also vibrating. I looked at it. The news reports were gone, but now it indicated that the one thing had just happened.
I looked up and wanted to run away, but I could control my fear and hate to stay casual and hopefully, act normal enough. "It just happened." I said it as if it wasn't a big of a deal, but it was. This computer showed me there were a couple of stages of Oliver becoming evil. The first part of the first stage as sitting on the gurney like that. luckily there were three stages with each three parts, so it would only take Oliver nine steps to become evil. They only had to be performed in the right order. I thought there could be a high chance he was going to do them all today.
"What?" Oliver said, surprised. Well, if he had no idea what it was talking about, I'd better explain.
"Sitting on the gurney was the thing. You become a villain now." I might have said it the wrong way, but in my defense: I can't help it. I act casual when I'm afraid and sometimes angry. Why am I afraid? Well, the Destroyer kicked my butt several times – I lost count after 42 – and tried to kill me at least five times. Who says this teenager is unable to do the same now?
"What? No, that can't be! How can that possibly make him a villain?" Finally, younger me shows me that he's got some sense.
"Sitting on a gurney was only a first link in a chain of events that leads to a life of crime and destruction." I explained; at first, I was also confused. Seriously, sitting on a gurney? In that case, everyone can become a villain. But then I realized it was as I explained to Kaz. Those were just his thoughts.
"Well, what's the next link?" Oliver asked. As soon as he stopped talking, the computer vibrated. I only had to glance at it to know that question was, in fact, the next link. Seriously, how easy was it to become evil?
"That," I said, "Asking that question." Oliver scoffed, and my computer vibrated. I was getting frustrated. If all those simple actions could turn Oliver into the Destroyer, I could be a villain myself. I pushed those thoughts away – I am not, nor will I ever be a villain. I'm on the good side of the law. "Followed by scoffing like that." I announced. Stage one was complete.
Only two more violent stages left and Oliver had become the Destroyer. I knew exactly what I had to do, even if Oliver now seemed to sad to continue with unlocking his fate in stage 2. My hand slid to the gun as Oliver was speaking.
"So that's it? My fate is sealed? I grow up to become a villain?"
"Off course not! You won't grow up at all." I could see the horror on his face when he realized that I was serious about it. "See, if I wasn't able to stop you from becoming a villain, plan B of my mission is to terminate you." I pulled the gun out of the pocket and aimed it at him, now he was vulnerable enough to be taken down.
Why didn't I shoot immediately? That would've taken only a second and my work would've been done. But I guess I liked seeing the horror written all over his face, knowing that he was afraid of me and not the other way around. I felt like the big villain right now. It didn't feel good… but I had orders, and this was something I had to do to save the future. Off course I couldn't completely save it, but at least I could prevent thousands of people from being killed by him.
"Wow! I can't believe this…" Kaz said, "how did I get such a cool job in the future?" Yeah, I had to agree with him; we did have a really cool job. It was painful, boring and you never knew when you'd die, but it was a cool job nonetheless.
He was distracting! I dropped the smile and focused on the task at hand. Oliver needed to be taken down before he became the Destroyer. I'm taking down the Destroyer to make me happy and I'm taking down Oliver to make sure Kaz would never have to see his (former) best friend grow up to be evil.
"hey look, something shiny!" Oliver suddenly yelled. I reacted with my instincts, and so did Kaz. Great minds think alike.
"Oh, where?" we both shouted. We turned around, looking at the shiny thing Oliver had seen. It's been a while since I had seen something shiny. It was a sign of wealth. I was still looking around, but I couldn't see anything shiny. Not yet, at least.
"Okay, I don't see anything shiny…" I said, still looking around. Then my eyes fell on a cockroach on the ground and I remembered my joke. If they now believed the world really was ruled by giant insects, I had to protect all bugs. I'd rather trample it, but I made up that joke, so I had to keep it alive. "I do see a cockroach." I then said. It hopefully was enough for someone to call a terminator and destroy them later.
Unfortunately, there was a nurse nearby, ready to trample it to death. Having invented the joke, he had to protect it. Maybe Kaz and Oliver were still near, and they needed to believe the joke as real. "What are you doing? He could be president one day!" Yes, I just did salute a cockroach. But this was for the joke. No, my priorities lay not with the joke, but the elimination of the young Destroyer. Yet, I just want to pull a great prank.
The best joke is the one you invent on your way and the ones you tell the joke believe it's real until they realize in the future that I was lying all along.
Best joke ever.